Volume 1: The Swordsman of the East Chapter 66: Survival Mission
"This... this... Uncle Feng, stop joking. He is the leader of the Demon Cult!"
Linghu Chong's face turned red, which was unusual for him. He felt uncomfortable all over and was surprisingly nervous.
The image of his junior sister immediately popped up in his mind, but somehow, it suddenly turned into the image of Dongfang Bubai.
She is so beautiful, I am afraid no one would dare to say they don’t like her.
Although Dongfang Bubai looks domineering and cold, everything he does has a traceable pattern and he does not have the bloodthirsty nature of a cult leader.
If you change the place and say it is a fairy, no one will disbelieve it.
"Bullshit!" Feng Qingyang interrupted, "You have been taught by your master to not know right from wrong!"
"The right way! The evil way! Who can tell the difference?"
" Who decides right and wrong?"
"Are they those who claim to be righteous? Or are they those who stand on morality and pretend to be righteous?"
"Are you really able to ignore right and wrong and do whatever those people say?"
"Have you ever personally seen what the Demon Cult has done?"
"You've only been in the martial arts world for a few days? Everything you know is hearsay, right?"
"You have to remember that in this world, the most bizarre and unpredictable thing is the human heart. Your personality is really not suitable for wandering around in the martial arts world!"
Feng Qingyang sighed, and then said: "Whether it is the righteous path or the evil path, it cannot escape the fickleness of human hearts."
"Well, you need to experience these things yourself to understand them, so I can't say more!"
"What I want to say is that when you are out there in the martial arts world, don't just use your ears and believe in the so-called righteous and evil ways. Instead, you need to use your heart to see things and don't let others restrict your hands and feet!"
"Besides, what does it matter if it's a demon sect? In this world, who doesn't have three or two close friends? If you like someone, just fight for him. It's a matter of course. Who cares about the righteous path or the evil path?"
Listening to Feng Qingyang's words, Linghu Chong became more and more confused.
It’s not that he didn’t understand, but he couldn’t distinguish between Feng Qingyang’s words and the words his master had taught him in the past.
The master taught that when you encounter a disciple of the Demon Sect, don't ask right or wrong, just draw your sword and kill him.
What Feng Qingyang taught is that one should use one's heart to distinguish between good and evil, and have one's own standards of good and evil in one's heart.
"Forget it. For the sake of what will happen in seven days, I will first teach you a set of sword techniques!"
"This sword technique was used by the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai back then... Only this sword technique can give you the highest chance of surviving the hands of Dongfang Bubai."
"If you can comprehend this, you can escape unscathed even when facing a top-notch expert in the martial arts world."
"Even if I'm facing an extremely skilled opponent, I won't let myself be slaughtered. This sword technique is called... Dugu Nine Swords!"
"Back then I..." At this point, Feng Qingyang paused for a moment and sighed, "Let's not talk about it. There are only seven days left. It all depends on your talent and understanding!"
Listening to Feng Qingyang's sigh, Linghu Chong seemed to hear a hint of sadness.
This set of swordsmanship probably has an unknown story behind it.
Feng Qingyang naturally had no idea what Linghu Chong was thinking. He remained silent for a moment, still feeling uneasy.
He continued, "With Dongfang Bubai's speed, even if you learn Dugu Jiujian, it's not safe. In the next few days, go talk to him more and build some relationship with him!"
"I don't think Dongfang Bubai is a ruthless person. If you do this, you can at least save your life!"
"I understand, Uncle Master Feng!" Linghu Chong nodded in response.
If he is killed, it will not only be his life that is at stake, but also the reputation of Master Feng. He must be cautious.
It's nothing for him to suffer a little injustice.
Feng Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the response. He was really worried that Linghu Chong would be too embarrassed to do so.
If such a beautiful girl were to be presented to him at that time, I'm afraid that no one would even have to ask, as someone would find a way to get her.
Only Linghu Chong has the demeanor of a gentleman, is very passionate and has not been tempered by the martial arts world, and still retains some of his childlike innocence.
"Since you understand, then listen carefully!" Feng Qingyang nodded and continued, "The Dugu Nine Swords does not have any specific moves, but a complete set of martial arts concepts. If you lack understanding, you will never achieve anything!"
"As for the moves, although there are thousands of variations, they all remain essentially the same. If you understand the basic sword techniques and comprehend the concept of Dugu Nine Swords, you can easily perform all the sword moves in the world."
"The Dugu Nine Swords are divided into nine sword styles, which are ever-changing and use offense instead of defense. This first style is the general formula. The formula is: Guimei moves towards Wuwang, Wuwang moves towards Tongren, Tongren moves towards Dayou, Jia turns to Bing..."
“…”
Time passes slowly.
Outside the cave, Dongfang Qing drank up the entire pot of wine without noticing.
He did not use his internal energy to suppress it, but just like modern people drink beverages, he slowly chewed and savored it with roast chicken, beef, and braised dishes.
Before I knew it, I was feeling a little dizzy.
He couldn't drink much, even though his physique had become that of Qingmu.
Alcohol tolerance is something that needs training. No matter how strong your physique is, you will feel groggy after the first few drinks.
Since coming to this world, Dongfang Qing has never had a good drink.
"Huh..." Dongfang Qing let out a long breath and dozed off on the stone table.
Being in the mountains, far away from worldly affairs, Dongfang Qing had a rare chance to relax, and he fell asleep all of a sudden.
But even if he fell asleep, as a man of the world, he still remained alert.
Especially since four of the eight extraordinary meridians have been opened, he is already extremely sensitive to the changes around his body, coupled with his own sharp five senses.
As long as he doesn't want to, no one can get close to him easily.
After an unknown amount of time, Linghu Chong walked out of the cave with a sword in his hand.
From a distance, he could see Dongfang Bubai sleeping on the stone table.
Walking closer, Linghu Chong looked at the oil paper and bones on the stone table in surprise. He didn't expect that Dongfang Bubai would finish all the wine and food he bought.
Even the wine jug next to it had been turned upside down.
"Didn't you say this wine is bad? Why did you finish it?"
Looking at the sleeping Dongfang Bubai, Linghu Chong found it somewhat amusing, and felt that this was just like how his junior sister had been making trouble in the past.
Shaking his head, Linghu Chong began to clean the stone table, and his eyes were immediately attracted by Dongfang Bubai's rosy face.
The Dongfang Bubai at this moment is not the cold-faced Dongfang Bubai in the evening.
On the contrary, because she drank a lot of alcohol, her face was unusually rosy and charming.
It's so fragile!
Without that cold outer shell, the cult leader in front of him looked clearly like a little girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. After falling asleep, she was so quiet that people could never get tired of watching her.
For some reason, Feng Qingyang's words echoed in Linghu Chong's mind.
"If you like it, go for it. It's only natural!"
"No! I like Junior Sister!" Linghu Chong shook his head and quickly threw this outrageous idea out of his mind.
But for a moment, his eyes could not leave Dongfang Qing's beautiful face.
After being stunned for a while, Linghu Chong took off his outer robe and carefully covered Dongfang Bubai with it, then turned around and walked into the cave.
At the moment Linghu Chong walked into the cave, Dongfang Bubai suddenly opened his eyes and took a look at the clean stone table and the clothes on his body.
"Tsk... I don't know if these clothes have been washed! Never mind, we're just acting!"
"In order to live a good life, it's not too much to make reasonable use of your looks, right?"
Dongfang Bubai slowly closed his eyes and his consciousness sank into his mind.
“Ding! Go to Huashan Siguo Cliff within half a year and urge Linghu Chong to practice martial arts! Mission points +100, failure means death (completed)”
“Ding! Survival mission released. Refuse to be killed by the script. Refuse to accept the destiny of the villain. Seize a glimmer of hope, break free from the cage, and survive for a year! Mission points +300. Failure means death.”
This is the task information that just appeared recently.
The previous message showed completion, which meant that Linghu Chong had already learned the Dugu Nine Swords.
"As expected, you are the most suitable person for Dugu Nine Swords. It has only been less than one night and you have already mastered it!"
Dongfang Qing sighed, but it was the following message that made him a little nervous.
"Survival mission?"
"Who in the world can kill me?"
"If I can't win, can't I just run away?" Dongfang Qing wondered.
"Is the villain's predetermined fate to die when he's offline?"
"Even if there is no reward for this mission, I will definitely complete it!"
"However, the mission time limit is only one year. In other words, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be difficult for me to survive for more than a year?"
"I don't believe there is anyone in this world who is willing to kill someone as beautiful as me!"
